What Is 'it'?

what is it that must live
on? that which neither life
nor death cannot destroy?

I have it too
inside myself.

But like Sarah
I won't tell you.

Surely, you must know by now
that

'It' is a secret.

You figure out
in between the lines

You search it out
in all my poems

But i will tell you
You cannot find 'IT'.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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